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Words. Words. Words.

Words. I like words. Words are vehicles of communication; they inform. However, problems arise with using Words. They can be perceived differently than intended. They can be spoken or written hastily. They can be used to edify the hearers. They can be used to wound the hearers (or readers). The speaker is responsible for his or her words. The hearer is responsible too; responsible to do his or her best to listen for understanding and to ask in a spirit of learning, did you mean what I have perceived? This is communication. It’s limited it seems to me these days.

These days we have Word Police. We get warnings or ticketed when we use words others do not like. Now, depending upon the intent of our hearts, that might not put us in such bad company. Here, let me give you an example.

Yeshua.
Some know Him as Jesus. If He were walking the earth today in His GODMAN body He would get warned and ticketed often.
Yeshua said what He meant and meant what He said.
And it was NEVER to hurt; it was ALWAYS to heal. I suspect often, though, it did sting and smart some of the hearers.  (It has me!)
Would you like an example? Matthew 23. Take a look.

And let us do likewise. Let our words be chosen for the purpose of healing, even when they hurt.
I know, it’s easier said than done; but, we can practice!

Ephesians 4:29  (AMP) 29 Do not let unwholesome [foul, profane, worthless, vulgar] words ever come out of your mouth, but only such speech as is good for building up others, according to the need and the occasion, so that it will be a blessing to those who hear [you speak]. source

Responsibility?

Father, I have been introduced today to reasoning and ideas from a purported wealthy and informed man. You know I listened to his message all the way to the end of what he had to say, and now what? What do I do with this presentation? What responsibility do I have? And is it true? Is it his opinion? Is it facts not yet into evidence? Father, if there is evidence to support his offerings, I am asking that You bring that evidence forth out of darkness and deal with those who are doing these things to We the People. I pray for exposure and justice to be administered in holy proportions. I pray We the People will agree and allow You to open our eyes to You, truth, and each other. Abba, have mercy on us; we are drowning in our own evil. Please have mercy and cause our sins to quickly find us out and in Your great grace and love convict us and convince us unto saving faith that leads to eternal salvation. Revive the lukewarm and cold Christians to fervor worthy for You to work with and through. Holy Spirit, please have mercy and raise up a holy army of people to pray for the people of America and the world; connect us and make us doers of Your Word and not hearers only. Amen in YESHUA’S name.
James 1:22 (NASB)22 But prove yourselves doers of the word, and not merely hearers who delude themselves source

A Few

I am confident you have heard the same definition of insanity as I have heard: continuing to do the same thing expecting a different result.

That fits this racism war. I am 68 years young. All my life here in America we have been doing the same thing expecting a different result regarding racism. We hate. We fight. We loot. We burn. We kill. We continually rehash generations gone; and today’s sins we plaster on every digital screen we can find: Network media, cable media, social media. Why?

It’s not working! We are not curing what ails us. And by these means, we never will. Racism will NEVER die in America this way. Not with protest – peaceful or violent. Not with media coverage. Not with more knowledge. Not with plastering our social media apps with the sins of we the people. It has not worked all these years and it will NEVER work. We will never bring peace, equality, and harmony this way. Because peace, equality, and harmony is not the goal – not for the majority. If it were, we’d have it already.

Hate lives deep. Its roots are balled in the heart of every racist of every shade. There is a cure. A few have found this cure. A few are living in peace, equality, and harmony. A few have met in the aisles of Walmart for the first time of varying shades from pale to dark and have laughed and hugged and prayed, looking forward to seeing one another again. Again and again, it happens. Day after day, year after year. The Cure works!

Racism dies when hate dies and hate dies when one by one, self dies to self and lives to Christ.

It’s a process and per our digital screens, hardly any of us have gotten on board. Honestly, I’m not looking to see folks lining up for The Cure. I’d like to but I’m a realist. It’s costly and few are willing to pay the price. But for those few who have and those who are now willing, thank you from the bottom of my heart!!

 

Looking for Rain

Abba, I am grateful that You know and have invited me to come and talk. The seas we are compelled to navigate these days are treacherous and I cannot do it without You. I am grateful for the wisdom You have given me and I desire to use it to help others and I am certain that I need much more and I ask You to grant me more as You see fit. I am troubled this morning. I am troubled for babies, toddlers and children in particular. There is a war for their souls; and parents, more often than not, are nonchalant about it or blind altogether; please help. Please rescue the parents and the children. The war in particular that is burdening me today is sexual and the all out yet subtle attack of the world to enslave children and adults in homosexual and heterosexual sin in the name of ‘love’. I am sorry, Abba. Please forgive us and have mercy on us. Please send revival and an outpouring of conviction and repentance on us. Please open blinded eyes and deceived hearts for Your glory and our redemption I pray.